The Home Was A Closed Sphere Touched

All Philanthropy — No Age Has Seen More Of It Than Our Own — Is Only A Savoury Fumigation Burning At The Mouth Of A Sewer.

The Socially Pernicious, Racially Wasteful, And Soul-withering Consequences Of The Working Of Mothers Outside The Home Must Cease. And This Can Only Come To Pass, Either Through The Programme Of Institutional Upbringing, Or Through The Intimate Renaissance Of The Home.

The More Horrifying This World Becomes, The More Art Becomes Abstract.

Everything, Everything In War Is Barbaric... But The Worst Barbarity Of War Is That It Forces Men Collectively To Commit Acts Against Which Individually They Would Revolt With Their Whole Being.

When One Paints An Ideal, One Does Not Need To Limit One's Imagination.